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Into clothing, and listen to the magic stories of
righteousness which she was passing on to us from
the dark3 unknown depths of our history.

Some of the legends would have a humorous
turn to them, such as the one which taught us to
take care of our feet. According to this legend,
an Indian warrior was once being chased by a
large number of the enemy, when suddenly his
speed began to slacken. As he ran he invoked
his feet to put on speed. His feet told him to
invoke his head; and so the warrior sat down and
talked to his feet. He said: ĢI shall be killed if
you do not help me/

But his feet replied: 'Talk to your head. You
always anoint your head after every meal and take
good care of it, but you never anoint us; you
neglect us/ (It was the Indian habit to take his
greasy fingers and rub his scalp after every meal.)

'But' said the warrior to his feet cif I am killed
the enemy will have great rejoicing with my scalp
at the war-dance; they will dance around it and
honour it, but as for you, feet, you will not be
noticed; they will dismember you and throw you
around the camp, and the dogs will scrap over

At this juncture of the warrior's beseeching3 his
feet suddenly started kicking on their own ac-
count. They kicked so hard that they carried
him forward with great speed3 and ultimately